They call me Lady Bump....................

Last night John was standing in the kitchen and I sidled up to him and bumped him on his hip

John says - OW !!!   What the hell was that for ?
Suzan says - I'm doing the bump - as I bump into his butt
John says - Can you stop please?
Suzan says - I want to dance - we never dance
John snorts - You call that dancing?
Suzan says - It's the " bump " - didn't you ever do the bump?
John says - No - and can you do the " bum " over there ?
Suzan says - It's called the B.U.M.P. and I can't do it over there because it takes 2 people to do it
John says - Where do you think these things up?
John says - There's no dance called the bump
Suzan says - Of course there is - I was THE lady bump !
John says - Are you telling me there was a dance where people just bumped into each other?
Suzan says - Yes - with rhythm of course
John says - Of course...............
John says - Like this?

To which he then bumped me so hard I almost went flying into the fridge.....................

Suzan says - You're no John Travolta - I'll tell you that
John says - Well you're no Ginger Rogers

And therein lies the problem right there - I'm not quite sure if that's his era - but it sure isn't mine !!!

I was going to try to teach him how to do the Hustle - but I think it's a lost cause.................

I remember the song perfectly - I remember the dance perfectly
But I don't remember her letting out that blood curdling scream - do you ?
She sounds like a cat in heat LMHO - it's painful to listen to!
I was too busy bumping all over the dance floor to hear it, I guess.
Those were the days my friend - we thought they'd never end.......................
We'd sing and dance...........
Forever and a day



Now I MUST get back to my paint brush

Have a great day everyone
Lady Bump
A.K.A.

Pepper, anyone?

John is the fussiest eater I know, bar none.

He eats his hot dogs plain - and when I say plain I mean the weiner tossed inside of a dry bun................
Nothing is allowed to touch that weiner ( except for the dry bun )
His hamburgers get eaten the same way ( although once in a blue moon he'll go all crazy on me and plunk a slice of tomato and lettuce on top )

Condiments can make him go into a frenzy.

He eats salad without any dressing - just the vegetables sadly sitting there looking up at him.
( as opposed to mine - which are dancing and swimming in oil and vinegar )

For many many years he wouldn't eat my chopped egg salad sandwiches - because I used Mayo
I had to slice the egg and put it between 2 pieces of dry bread - until one day he mentioned that he had to find out how the Church made theirs because he really liked those ones.

I told him I'd find the recipe - and the next time I made them ( the exact way I always do ) I said
" there you go - now do you like them? "
" LOVE them, he replied "
" I thought so " I said  - " they just needed a little mayo - NOW will you be a little more willing to try things once in a while? "

Last night I was preparing dinner - and made a small tomato salad as a side dish.

Cherry tomatoes
Thinly sliced spanish onion
Slivers of strong cheese
Fresh basil from the garden
drizzled with Olive Oil

John walks by................
John says - Oh I'm ok with just the tomatoes
Suzan says - What do you mean?  You don't want anything at all on them?
John says - Nope - I'm not afraid to just taste the food
Suzan says - What exactly does that mean?
John says - You have to hide the taste of everything to eat it
Suzan says - Well isn't that rich?  You've somehow taken your fear of spices and herbs and condiments and turned it into an act of bravery?

I then set out to put some flavor on the zucchini we were going to grill

Olive Oil
Garlic powder
Pepper
Pinch of salt
and some chili flakes

John walks by again -
John says - Nothing on mine - thank you very much
Suzan says - Your bravery knows no bounds John - honestly !!!

As we sat down to eat supper
John says - Pass the pepper please
John sprinkles 4 grains on his food
John says - Aren't you putting any on yours?
Suzan says -No - I'm ok - thanks
John says - Why?  Are you afraid of a little pepper?

Priceless - the man is priceless....................

John's " sides "

Ok - off to finish working on those built ins - a nightmare people I tell ya - a NIGHTMARE
Crooked walls do not make for nice built ins - and these walls are so crooked it's ridiculous !
We'll have to get very creative with molding to hide that little fact !
Right now the room looks 10 times worse than when we started working on it ( and it was pretty bad ) BUT
I WILL have built ins lol

And stay tuned - for those of you that have asked me to put up a video of myself - one's on its way this week
Dear God
That's ALL I'm going to say about that...................

Have a wonderful Sunday everyone!
Much love,